CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Colors
Petrified the trauma goes
Deep beyond the microscope
I think before I try to spoke
The ego died then find my soul
Culturally as vultures pick
The guts and run with it
Leave the bones and paint the pig
Get off on your psychosis
Up
What’s up
What’s up
What’s up
What’s up (ha ho ha ho ha ho ha ho)
What’s up (ha ho ha ho ha ho ha ho)
What’s up (ha ho ha ho ha ho ha ho)
What’s up (ha ho ha ho ha ho ha ho)
Papa had H in his veins
Poppin’ AKs at the range
Mama go to work in the cage
We already know ain’t sh*t gon’ change
Can’t sell hope, money hoes dope
Generation broke, bro how you gon’ cope?
Mama on choke hole, daddy on yolk
Send them to Iraq, came back wit a scope, uh
Papa had H in his veins
Poppin’ AKs at the range
Mama go to work in the cage
We already know ain’t sh*t gon’ change
Can’t sell hope, money hoes dope
Generation broke, bro how you gon’ cope?
Mama on choke hole, daddy on yolk
Send them to Iraq, came back wit a scope, uh
Uncle Sam said don’t feel, don’t think
Hearts turn cold still [?] clink
Put glitter on sh*t, it’s still gon’ stink
I ain’t nothing like a pig, we just both pink
Uncle was a vet, blowing high tech
Hundred thou- in debt, tryna forget
Growing on a quarter like I’m in a quartet
Nike Cortez through his phone a cortex
Trimming with a tee, got a response of three
Fighter, flighter, freeze
Ignite, dynamite a leaves, slip slaughter up in debris
With the mind short-circuit and nerves just seize
These are the wounds that don’t heal
Remember like a dream even they’re so real
When they’re fighting and polite and there’s no one left to out run
Five-O say freeze and you got numb
If I kill kill, can I get my soul back
Life’s cheap now, big slash road back
Didn’t always cost [?] did you know that?
Wonder why we left homie can I go back?
Why do Irish people drink a lot?
As I walk into the liquor spot
Heard I’m German then on my pops
All my homies got my lesson
Didn’t know ‘bout that [?] regular in my city
Like it’s our fault our cultures at the Wal-Mart
Across seas, it was there it got tore apart
You pour a p*ss on our leg like it’s [?]
Traumatized from the sh*t our grandfathers saw
Like a lot of y’all
I’m protective and vulnerable
I know every move you could ever do
It’s passed down to me, I pass it down to you
Why they call you white when you colorful
We got colonized
My ancestor’s thoughts was not mine
I know this land’s not mine
f**k them tax books they sold to you
I don’t want to take your soul from you
If I kill kill, can I get my soul back
Life’s cheap now, big slash road back
Didn’t always cost [?] did you know that?
Wonder why we left homie can I go back?
White supremacy is the context
It’s a nuanced problem, sh*t’s complex
In the suburbs, in the section 8 complex
Middle school cleared out with a bomb threat
Pow-pow never knew about the Dow
You don’t wanna die then you better bow down
Yeah I know about it, yeah I been around town
We ain’t f**kin’ with the government when it go down
Grandpa where were you when they were burning churches?
Grandma what about the babies in the service?
Father, why you so solemn in your sermons?
Are you all too nervous to consider what the curse is?
Grandad cut his wrists in the bathtub
Papa hit the bottle til his car crashed up
Not even the mirror is a safe place, tryna save face while I’m tearing this mask up
Papa had H in his veins
Poppin’ AKs at the range
Mama go to work in the cage
We already know ain’t sh*t gon’ change
Can’t sell hope, money hoes dope
Generation broke, bro how you gon’ cope?
Mama on choke hole, daddy on yolk
Send them to Iraq, came back wit a scope, uh
(x3)
Ha ho ha ho ha ho ha ho
(x4)
Deep beyond the microscope
I think before I try to spoke
The ego died then find my soul
Culturally as vultures pick
The guts and run with it
Leave the bones and paint the pig
Get off on your psychosis
Up
What’s up
What’s up
What’s up
What’s up (ha ho ha ho ha ho ha ho)
What’s up (ha ho ha ho ha ho ha ho)
What’s up (ha ho ha ho ha ho ha ho)
What’s up (ha ho ha ho ha ho ha ho)
Papa had H in his veins
Poppin’ AKs at the range
Mama go to work in the cage
We already know ain’t sh*t gon’ change
Can’t sell hope, money hoes dope
Generation broke, bro how you gon’ cope?
Mama on choke hole, daddy on yolk
Send them to Iraq, came back wit a scope, uh
Papa had H in his veins
Poppin’ AKs at the range
Mama go to work in the cage
We already know ain’t sh*t gon’ change
Can’t sell hope, money hoes dope
Generation broke, bro how you gon’ cope?
Mama on choke hole, daddy on yolk
Send them to Iraq, came back wit a scope, uh
Uncle Sam said don’t feel, don’t think
Hearts turn cold still [?] clink
Put glitter on sh*t, it’s still gon’ stink
I ain’t nothing like a pig, we just both pink
Uncle was a vet, blowing high tech
Hundred thou- in debt, tryna forget
Growing on a quarter like I’m in a quartet
Nike Cortez through his phone a cortex
Trimming with a tee, got a response of three
Fighter, flighter, freeze
Ignite, dynamite a leaves, slip slaughter up in debris
With the mind short-circuit and nerves just seize
These are the wounds that don’t heal
Remember like a dream even they’re so real
When they’re fighting and polite and there’s no one left to out run
Five-O say freeze and you got numb
If I kill kill, can I get my soul back
Life’s cheap now, big slash road back
Didn’t always cost [?] did you know that?
Wonder why we left homie can I go back?
Why do Irish people drink a lot?
As I walk into the liquor spot
Heard I’m German then on my pops
All my homies got my lesson
Didn’t know ‘bout that [?] regular in my city
Like it’s our fault our cultures at the Wal-Mart
Across seas, it was there it got tore apart
You pour a p*ss on our leg like it’s [?]
Traumatized from the sh*t our grandfathers saw
Like a lot of y’all
I’m protective and vulnerable
I know every move you could ever do
It’s passed down to me, I pass it down to you
Why they call you white when you colorful
We got colonized
My ancestor’s thoughts was not mine
I know this land’s not mine
f**k them tax books they sold to you
I don’t want to take your soul from you
If I kill kill, can I get my soul back
Life’s cheap now, big slash road back
Didn’t always cost [?] did you know that?
Wonder why we left homie can I go back?
White supremacy is the context
It’s a nuanced problem, sh*t’s complex
In the suburbs, in the section 8 complex
Middle school cleared out with a bomb threat
Pow-pow never knew about the Dow
You don’t wanna die then you better bow down
Yeah I know about it, yeah I been around town
We ain’t f**kin’ with the government when it go down
Grandpa where were you when they were burning churches?
Grandma what about the babies in the service?
Father, why you so solemn in your sermons?
Are you all too nervous to consider what the curse is?
Grandad cut his wrists in the bathtub
Papa hit the bottle til his car crashed up
Not even the mirror is a safe place, tryna save face while I’m tearing this mask up
Papa had H in his veins
Poppin’ AKs at the range
Mama go to work in the cage
We already know ain’t sh*t gon’ change
Can’t sell hope, money hoes dope
Generation broke, bro how you gon’ cope?
Mama on choke hole, daddy on yolk
Send them to Iraq, came back wit a scope, uh
(x3)
Ha ho ha ho ha ho ha ho
(x4)
